Word: fogs
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...jets collide in Madrid fog...
...colorist. Through the '60s and '70s, opera audiences got used to an intimidating degree of abstraction in sets and costumes-sweeping bare stages with a significant prop or two, or else labyrinths of neo-Bayreuth gloom where spotlights jabbed accusatory fingers through banks of theatrical fog. This design orthodoxy, based on texture, shadow, "sublime" cavelike space, was a necessary reaction against older conventions of the painted background: the unenchanted tempera forest with every stale leaf in place. But it left out color, and the main reason for Hockney's success onstage was that he was able, with...
...Walking south from Littlestone was drearier in sunshine than it would have been in fog or rain, because the bright light exposed every woeful bungalow ..." "Most villages and towns wore a pout of rejection." "None of this made the town of Portsmouth visibly interesting, because nothing could." "I saw that Dawlish was small and dull." "Every house was identical, and equally ugly." "I saw British people lying stiffly on the beach like dead in sects." "I came to hate Aberdeen more than any other place I saw." "Up close, Deny was frightful." "I decided that I had seen few places...
...suited drag racers; the final act heightens Pericles' dejection by portraying him as a dirty bearded Howard Hughes bum in a box: a single swinging light on a black stage conjures a violent storm. And the opening, with narrator Brother Blue emerging from a turquoise pool of light and fog, works well. Simple scenes in the hands of Sellars can become striking: the discovery of Thaisa's coffin by villagers plays hauntingly, though many other poignant scenes fall flat. Background music takes the place of scenery, underscoring places, themes and problems. By the end this music actually plays onstage, with...
...last night out, the Italian Liner Andrea Doria sliced through a gentle ocean, and an awesome wall of North Atlantic fog closed in around her. But the ship's mood as she neared the U.S. was fog-free and gay. In the plush, boat deck Belvedere lounge, dancers swayed to the rhythms of an eight-piece orchestra. Their last song: Arrivederci, Roma...